Although after leaving the camp, the gaze that was like a mang on his back disappeared, the feeling of being watched faintly never faded in Ye Chu's perception. Ye Chu, who had made up for a lot of knowledge, instantly poured out a number of spells and magic weapons in his heart that could be monitored from a distance.

As a result, Ye Chu became more and more cautious, highly concentrated, and devoted himself wholeheartedly, not daring to show the slightest difference from the original owner.

After rushing for half a month, but he didn't even see a single figure, Ye Chu realized why those strong people had to kill the killer at the beginning.

It's because this mountain is too vast, and the trees in the reckless forest are huge and too dense, if it weren't for his outstanding divine sense, or if he was particularly lucky, as long as he shook his mind a little, trying to find someone here would be tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack!

If there is a cultivator who is particularly lucky, it is really possible to go all the way without danger or danger, such as her now.

However, this shadow-like surveillance made Ye Chu very headache, even if she was lucky enough to find the person who took her storage bag in this vast forest sea, how could she take her storage bag back reasonably and without arousing suspicion under the condition of meeting the cultivation gap between the two, it was also a big problem.

Thinking of Lin Zhicheng, who had put her in such a situation, a sad smile appeared on Ye Chu's face, the hand holding the hilt of the sword tightened suddenly, and suddenly turned around, Ye Chu's body was like a breeze, the broken sword in his hand was lightly, and the sword light flashed through, and a pig-shaped demon beast with no weak strength bloomed with gorgeous blood flowers on his forehead. It fell to the ground with a heavy slam.

Looking at the undulating and reckless Lin Hai, Ye Chu blinked, she didn't have a chance to regain her storage bag at all, in the memory of the original owner, there was a place in this death trial...... But whoever has a heart will not not go. Ye Chu's eyes showed a hint of expectation.

Holding the broken sword, Ye Chu shrunk his hands and feet and slowly swept out, like a gopher, sneaky. I have been thinking about it repeatedly for dozens of days. Serious drills. Ye Chu has completely integrated with the original owner. A child of a family with unstable heart and extremely poor qualifications, but good luck.

Shuttling through the dense jungle, Ye Chu faced the beast that did not pose any threat. is also afraid to make a move. Or run away by yourself. Or hidden, and in the midst of a siege, when you have to fight. She also pulled out a few swords casually, not seeking lethality, only opening the gap, and then, like a frightened rabbit, she fled in a panic.

Now there is one word that is the most appropriate way to describe Ye Chu, and that is to be frightened.

The strength of the outer beasts of the jungle is not strong at all, but the number is enough, as long as you follow the periphery, it is easy to get out of this mountain with Ye Chu's strength. But because as soon as she saw the beast, even if it was a rabbit, Ye Chu didn't dare to fight, she just ran wildly with her head stuffy, so, unconsciously, she got closer and closer to the center of the jungle.

The deeper you go into the jungle, the stronger the demon beasts, the wider the territory they occupy, and the smaller their numbers. It seems that he has been blessed by the god of luck, and the closer he gets to the center, the fewer times Ye Chu encounters demon beasts. In the dense forest, it was already very difficult to discern the direction, and Ye Chu was less and less threatened, so she gradually deviated from the original direction, and was constantly approaching the so-called safe place, the center of the dense forest.

In the center of the jungle, the sun hangs in the sky, and the light and heat spread by the warm sunlight sprinkle on the surface of a blue and silent lake, surrounded by a lush forest, the breeze blows, and the forest sea is undulating.

However, when Ye Chu was less than a mile away from the center of the jungle, her figure suddenly stopped, the sunlight penetrated through the gaps in the leaves and branches, and the dappled sunlight sprinkled on her face, Ye Chu's eyes were full of fear, cold sweat was dripping on her forehead, her body trembled involuntarily, her legs were weak and weak, and she stood stiff and unable to move.

The killing intent as cold as ice and snow soared to the sky. By the silent and beautiful lake, hundreds of figures surrounded by evil qi are silently confronting each other. The murderous aura, as the wind diffused like nothing, shattered the vitality between heaven and earth, stirred and shattered, mixed with the smell of blood, slowly moving, the violent and murderous aura forced Ye Chu's breath to suffocate, his body was like falling into an ice cellar, it was cold, and cold sweat was dripping behind him.

Ye Chu, who was hidden behind the tree, stretched out his hand tremblingly, felt out a piece of spiritual rune paper, gritted his teeth, and spurted out a mouthful of blood, the spiritual light on the rune paper was bright and then dimmed, turning into a red light, and suddenly burrowed into Ye Chu's body, Ye Chu's trembling figure slowly became transparent, and then disappeared in place.

Exhaled a breath fiercely, Ye Chu's body was paralyzed, her limbs were weak, she leaned on the tree, and slowly sat on the ground, she didn't dare to move, and she couldn't move.

After a while, the calm lake surface was as calm as a sapphire, rippling, and then, the ripples became larger, and the center of the lake was bubbling up like boiling water, and a burst of elegant, refreshing fragrance spread in the air, and a half-opened blood-colored lotus flower slowly rose from the bottom of the lake.

"Whew!"

Everyone's bodies invariably flashed with spiritual light, and they were ready to move in the face of this lotus, which was not an ordinary product. The collision of vitality was agitated, and the murderous aura that rushed to the sky was noisy, intertwined into bursts of strong wind, raging on the lakeside, and some cultivators who were slightly worse in cultivation couldn't help but staggered back a few steps. Ye Chu hurriedly climbed back a few steps in a hurry, and hid behind a more huge towering ancient tree, and after that, he breathed desperately, relieving the suffocation feeling of being oppressed by this momentum.

"Poof!"

A blood hole the size of a thumb appeared on a cultivator's forehead silently, and blood gushed out mixed with brains. Until death, he didn't seem to know who killed him, there was a satisfied smile on the corner of his mouth, there was no unwillingness and resentment in his eyes, he was full of greedy light, staring at the blood-colored lotus.

Although the death of this cultivator was somewhat unexpected by everyone, no one cared. Under the pressure of the strong wind of Fang Cai, he retreated the most, and his strength was naturally the worst, and he didn't measure his strength, and he should die.

It's just that I didn't see who the person who made the shot was, and I couldn't even determine where it was, although the strength of the dead cultivator was the worst, but to be able to get here, no matter how bad the strength was, it shouldn't be killed by a sword, and the strength of the person who shot was ...... (To be continued......)